A good glass of shiraz
At lunch, will make you tipsy. I swear, in Pullman, the best deal for a glass of wine is to goto Swilly's. They fill your glass up with 2 servings. Mmmm... So it is 2pm and I just got back from a very leisurely lunch. I let the words of my NYT swirl around in my brain in much the same way the wine swirled around on my tounge.
Anyhow, I have a few thoughts for today and some reflections on works that I have read recently. I will reserve comment on the works for another entry, but will note my thoughs for now. I
I worry, momentarily, that I am crafting myself into becoming a social elite. Out of touch and so far removed from every day Americans that it becomes more and more difficult and frustrating to try and relate. I am observing this process - as the wheels start to churn, this was a process set in motion at childhood. Due to great inequity and injustice that I personally experienced, I am noticing that I have developed "Champagne tastes on a Beer budget". Well, one day I will have the ultimate in Champagne budgets, however it is interesting to note where my expectations in both my future and my present lie. I am also noticing that I am developing a liberal approach to life. Where in the hell did this come from? Good question, as it didn't come from my parents. Not that I need to know where it comes from, but I am aware that it is developing.
I am so blessed and well cared for, despite the fact that I am "poor". Funny thing is, I dont feel poor. I have people coming to my aid so-to-speak. There are so many that are much less fortunate. I am experiencing the fear, and some of it is very real. However, I am so much more fortunate than many others out there. Less fortunate than a few others, but more fortunate than many. Thus, I need to count my blessings and realize how truly wealthy I am. Not in terms of material things, but in terms of things that money cannot buy. It is because I am wealthy in things that money cannot buy, that my material needs are cared for. Interesting relationship indeed.
I am addicted to coffee and Dr.Phil.Oprah shows. Both are a form of escapism. Coffee helps me to forget that I have allergies and am chronically tired. Dr. Phil and Oprah remind me that I rarely have it worse than other folks out there and challenge me to frame my thinking in a different light. So yes, I am addicted. i always tell myself if I am addicted to anything, to abandon it. However, this time I am going to take note and realize what they do for me and be dilligent instead on being present to how these attachments fit into my life needs at any given moment.
One more thing. I walked into a quilting store downtown Pullman. I found myself being drawn in to the rich colors and textures of the fabric. Many of you on here dont know that quilting is one of my secret hobbies. I am absolutely enthralled with the process of making something with your hands, which provides functional warmth and comfort after the process is done. I just love quilts. I also love the process where people come together to work on something together and produce something functional and beautiful. (same reason I am enthralled with business) Anyhow....
I am done waxing poetic for now. Time to chill for a little longer, sans the peuter, and eat a piece of chocolate. Then get to work. I have a paper revision, a chapter to read, a gmat practice test to take, need to send off Andres' glasses to California, and a chapter or two to read in Zinn's book - as well as a brief book report to mentors. Oh yeah, gotta shoot an e/m to both my prof's as well. ...and write thank-yous to my Spring semester profs as well.
Thanks for stopping by and reading today.
Anyhow, I have a few thoughts for today and some reflections on works that I have read recently. I will reserve comment on the works for another entry, but will note my thoughs for now. I
I worry, momentarily, that I am crafting myself into becoming a social elite. Out of touch and so far removed from every day Americans that it becomes more and more difficult and frustrating to try and relate. I am observing this process - as the wheels start to churn, this was a process set in motion at childhood. Due to great inequity and injustice that I personally experienced, I am noticing that I have developed "Champagne tastes on a Beer budget". Well, one day I will have the ultimate in Champagne budgets, however it is interesting to note where my expectations in both my future and my present lie. I am also noticing that I am developing a liberal approach to life. Where in the hell did this come from? Good question, as it didn't come from my parents. Not that I need to know where it comes from, but I am aware that it is developing.
I am so blessed and well cared for, despite the fact that I am "poor". Funny thing is, I dont feel poor. I have people coming to my aid so-to-speak. There are so many that are much less fortunate. I am experiencing the fear, and some of it is very real. However, I am so much more fortunate than many others out there. Less fortunate than a few others, but more fortunate than many. Thus, I need to count my blessings and realize how truly wealthy I am. Not in terms of material things, but in terms of things that money cannot buy. It is because I am wealthy in things that money cannot buy, that my material needs are cared for. Interesting relationship indeed.
I am addicted to coffee and Dr.Phil.Oprah shows. Both are a form of escapism. Coffee helps me to forget that I have allergies and am chronically tired. Dr. Phil and Oprah remind me that I rarely have it worse than other folks out there and challenge me to frame my thinking in a different light. So yes, I am addicted. i always tell myself if I am addicted to anything, to abandon it. However, this time I am going to take note and realize what they do for me and be dilligent instead on being present to how these attachments fit into my life needs at any given moment.
One more thing. I walked into a quilting store downtown Pullman. I found myself being drawn in to the rich colors and textures of the fabric. Many of you on here dont know that quilting is one of my secret hobbies. I am absolutely enthralled with the process of making something with your hands, which provides functional warmth and comfort after the process is done. I just love quilts. I also love the process where people come together to work on something together and produce something functional and beautiful. (same reason I am enthralled with business) Anyhow....
I am done waxing poetic for now. Time to chill for a little longer, sans the peuter, and eat a piece of chocolate. Then get to work. I have a paper revision, a chapter to read, a gmat practice test to take, need to send off Andres' glasses to California, and a chapter or two to read in Zinn's book - as well as a brief book report to mentors. Oh yeah, gotta shoot an e/m to both my prof's as well. ...and write thank-yous to my Spring semester profs as well.
Thanks for stopping by and reading today.